tattoo artist!luke sounded so distressed whwen he called you. he spoke quickly, his words blending together as he started another sentence before even finishing the first. you could only make out crying, won’t stop and i’m gonna kill jack.
“luke, luke, luke,” you chanted, trying to cut off his rambling. “calm down, okay? calm down and speak a little slower so i can understand you.”
“she won’t stop crying!” he exclaimed, more out of confusion instead of anger.